Chapter 41

In order not to remove too much makeup, Xiao Ziyu ate the lunch box in small bites, not even bothering to refute: "Yes, I have changed my sex."

Xiao Ziyu didn't choke him, but Yuan Heng felt bored. "This makeup suits you very well. Who did it?"

"Brother Xiao did it himself!" Luo Li squeezed in half of his face from the side, "With this skill, you won't starve to death even if you don't become an actor!"

Yuan Heng was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little surprised. He clenched his fist and touched his chin: "Really..."

When Xiao Ziyu was in the palace before, he rarely appeared on stage officially except for the dance of "Chu Yao" at the imperial banquet.

Most of the time he danced impromptu. During the time he was in Guanwa Palace, Yuan Heng often went to see him secretly. After class at noon, the dancers all went to rest, and Xiao Ziyu would hum songs to himself in the courtyard and dance to some unknown tunes.

Later, Xiao Ziyu moved into the East Palace. He did not act like a master at all. He played with the eunuchs and palace maids. The gloomy palace became lively, and the sound of the prince playing the piano and humming could be heard from time to time.

Only in the last three years...his body was broken, he could no longer dance or sing clear songs, and he seemed to be losing his vitality bit by bit. Xiao Ziyu became quieter and quieter. He no longer argued with him nor resisted. He was like a bird without wings, staring out the window in a daze all day long.

Yuan Heng recalled that memory and found that he did not feel the joy of revenge. Instead, looking at the person in the camera, he felt fortunate to have survived a disaster.

He didn't know that Xiao Ziyu was not only a good dancer, but also had such exquisite makeup.

Yuan Heng lowered his voice and said, "Next time you go home, do it for me to see."

Xiao Ziyu hated his overbearing attitude: "Why?"

Yuan Heng said arrogantly: "The boss wants to check your work results."

"Don't use your status to pressure me." Xiao Ziyu had only been in modern society for a few days, and the concept of equality had already penetrated his bones. "At worst, I can change jobs. Ms. Du Qian will definitely welcome it."

"Then you don't understand the inside story of the industry," Yuan Heng said, "Do you think any other company would dare to hire an actor who broke his contract with Yuantai?"

Xiao Ziyu finally put on a stern face and put on a set of fresh makeup, turning into a cold rose with a sharp edge. However, the sharpness of the corners of her eyes was obscured by the foundation, making her look more resentful than angry.

Yuan Heng irritated the man, and then began to calmly coax him back, "It's just a joke. After all, our company is not a gang."

Xiao Ziyu was defeated: "Do you have any business?"

"Yes," Yuan Heng said, "but it's done now. Goodbye."

The screen flashed and the video was hung up. Xiao Ziyu realized what he was doing. The eight-minute overseas call was just to satisfy his craving for food.

He angrily scooped up a spoonful of rice, swallowed it while mumbling a few ill-mannered words, a gentlemanly beast.

After lunch, the shooting continued.

Zhou Qilin has recovered, and everyone put on makeup and filmed under the scorching sun.

Wei Zhouqi successfully brought Fang Jingshi into the palace. There were more than a hundred civil and military officials at the Chaofeng Banquet, all of whom came to congratulate him on his birthday. There were a lot of gifts alone.

Wei Zhouqi had never been taken seriously in the palace. The two of them sat in an inconspicuous corner. Fang Jingshi found an opportunity to sneak away and met his second sister in a remote small palace.

Xiao Ziyu stood on tiptoe to avoid the guards along the way. His footsteps were silent and he didn't need the director to remind him. He moved lightly and agilely, showing off Fang Jingshi's superb martial arts skills.

Song Mei had already dressed up and was waiting for him in the palace. She has a bold and outgoing personality, and most of the roles she takes on are strong women. This is her first time playing a resentful girl in the boudoir, and she felt a little nervous.

However, Xiao Ziyu's appearance dispelled her nervousness. It was so lifelike. The women's clothing fit him well, and coupled with his sharp eyes, it was as if Fang Jingshi was standing in front of him alive.

"Pfft," Song Mei couldn't help laughing, "I was a brother, how come I became a sister?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she waved her hands to apologize, "I didn't feel it outside the play, but after I got into the role, I couldn't help it. No wonder even Teacher Zhou had to calm down."

Director Yang said to Mai: "Take a deep breath and prepare for the second one."

In one day, he made both the best actor and actress so distracted that Luo Li secretly gave Xiao Ziyu a thumbs up behind a group of staff members, not caring whether others could see it or not, and said silently: Awesome.

Fang Jingshi saw that his second sister, who used to be resolute and steady, looked haggard, and his eyes were full of pity: "Second sister, I will definitely find a chance to rescue you."

Fang Ruoyu was locked up for more than a month and tried everything, including screaming, throwing things, and going on a hunger strike, but nothing worked. If she refused to eat or drink, servants would come and force liquid food into her mouth; if she was too much, even her hands and feet would be tied.

The emperor would not let her die before the marriage.

When Fang Ruoyu heard his younger brother's words, a trace of fear flashed through his heart: "I can't escape. They won't let me go."

"There is a way," Fang Jingshi said, calming down a little. "Don't worry, second sister. I haven't just spent my days in Yanyun Pavilion idle all these years. The deputy captain in charge of escorting the marriage team is one of ours. He will lend you a hand when the time comes."

Time was urgent and he didn't have time to explain too much. He just said a few words and left. Fang Ruoyu's eyes were dazed, not because of the sudden rise of hope, but because she seemed to have never understood her younger brother.

The scene freezes on a close-up of Fang Ruoyu's expression, and Director Yang shouts, "OK, pass!"

After shooting a big scene, everyone was a little tired. Director Yang also had experience and asked everyone to rest on the spot, touch up their makeup and replenish their energy.

"I ordered milk tea," Zhou Qilin said, "You can choose whatever flavor you want."

"Wow, Teacher Zhou is awesome!" Chen Churan said with a smile.

"Thank you, Boss Zhou!" Song Mei also said.

Everyone gathered around the foam box to pick out milk tea. Xiao Ziyu was a little curious: "What is that?"

"Brother Xiao, you haven't ever had milk tea, have you?" Luo Li looked incredulous.

Seems to be a very common thing. Xiao Ziyu felt that if he continued to be ignorant, he would be exposed, so he changed the subject and said, "Of course I drank it, I didn't hear it clearly just now."

In order to fit in, he moved to the outskirts of the crowd, intending to get a cup of milk and tea.

Zhou Qilin saw him and asked, "What flavor would Ziyu like to drink?"

Does this depend on taste? Xiao Ziyu knew that if he spoke too much, he would make mistakes, so he said tactfully: "Let's just take the flavor you have in your hand."

Zhou Qilin was stunned. This was the cup he gave to him, and there was only one cup left. He directly handed over the milk tea in his hand: "Zi Yu also likes taro paste?"

What is taro paste? Xiao Ziyu nodded mysteriously: "Yes, I like it very much."

The milk tea was unexpectedly delicious.

It has a strong milky flavor and is slightly sweet at the beginning. There is a thick layer of taro paste, which has a dense texture when you put it in your mouth. The icy and cool taste is a great way to cool down on a hot day.

It was the first time in modern society that he tasted something so addictive, but he had no one to share it with. In his excitement, he could only take a photo and send it to Yuan Heng.

A moment later, Yuan Heng sent a penetrating message: "Who bought it for you?"

Xiao Ziyu failed to achieve the effect of sharing, and slowly typed: "Why don't you ask me how it tastes?"

Yuan Heng: How does it taste?

Xiao Ziyu: It’s delicate and smooth, I can’t stop praising it.

Yuan Heng: Who bought it for you?

Xiao Ziyu felt like he was talking to a cow, but still replied: Teacher Zhou, please treat the entire crew to milk tea.

Yuan Heng: I treated you to so many meals when we were filming Maple Stage, but you didn’t notice at all.

Why did he think of the Fenglin Evening crew? Xiao Ziyu was a little puzzled and said perfunctorily: Thank you Teacher Yuan for the meal, it was delicious.

Yuan Heng: It’s too late.

Xiao Ziyu clicked on the emoticon package below and sent an emoji of vomiting blood.

After a while, Yuan Heng replied: It's impolite to always eat other people's food. You should also invite your colleagues.

Yuan Heng sent him a transfer.

Xiao Ziyu: No need, I have one myself.

Yuan Heng: Then save it to buy milk tea, and I’ll make sure you drink one cup a day until the filming is over.

Seeing that the man was about to have another fit, Xiao Ziyu accepted the transfer and said politely: Thank you, Teacher Yuan.

Yuan Heng: Don’t be so hypocritical. If you forget to cook for me today, you might forget about me tomorrow.

Xiao Ziyu: Maybe.

Luo Li passed by and wondered, "Brother Xiao, why are you smiling at your phone?"

Xiao Ziyu was stunned for a moment, then he noticed the curve of his mouth, "I'm... looking at something."

"Don't hide it, Brother Xiao," Luo Li sat down beside him, "I saw your fingers tapping on the keyboard, are you chatting with your date?"

Xiao Ziyu had no choice but to say, "Yes..."

"Don't be shy," Luo Li patted his shoulder, "as long as you keep a low profile, our company won't mind."

Xiao Ziyu hummed and wondered if the company would mind if it was discovered that the person opposite him was Yuan Heng.

After work at night, there are not many people on the streets. Xiao Ziyu and Zhou Qilin returned to the hotel together.

Opposite the hotel there was a small garden with two vans parked. Zhou Qilin took a few steps back and blocked Xiao Ziyu in front of him: "Go in quickly, there are paparazzi."

"Huh?" Xiao Ziyu looked back subconsciously, but saw no one, only two dark shadows: "Is there anyone taking pictures secretly at this late hour?"

"It's hard to say." Zhou Qilin helped someone press the elevator button, "It's better to be cautious."

The elevator door opened, and Zhou Qilin hesitated and changed his words, "The bar isn't closed yet, do you want to go have a drink?"

Xiao Ziyu felt tired, after a day of makeup and styling, and said tactfully: "I'm a little tired."

Zhou Qilin changed his usual restraint and advised: "You don't have to drink. I'll give you some milk tea."

"Good things should not be taken in excess," Xiao Ziyu said with a smile, "One cup at noon is enough. Thank you, Mr. Zhou, for your kindness."

Having said that, the meaning is clear. Zhou Qilin did not persuade him any further, and said politely: "Go to bed early."

Xiao Ziyu returned to the room, washed up, and threw himself on the bed. After resting for a while, I felt less sleepy, and for some reason I opened my phone and clicked on Yuan Heng's profile picture.

The chat history still stopped in the morning, and Yuan Heng told him not to be so pretentious.

As he watched, Xiao Ziyu seemed to be able to imagine the expression in his face when he spoke, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up again. After realizing how much his action was like his fantasy, he was shocked by himself and stuffed the phone under the pillow in a panic.

Although mobile phones have many uses, they also cause people a lot of trouble. Xiao Ziyu fell asleep worriedly, feeling that he should reduce the time he spent using his mobile phone.

Early the next morning, before the alarm rang, he was awakened by a call from Luo Li.

Xiao Ziyu didn't get angry when he woke up, and asked in a good temper, "What's wrong?"

"Something bad has happened!" Luo Li shouted, "You and Teacher Zhou were photographed!"

Happy Dragon Boat Festival, my dears~~ Enjoy your little holiday~~